Just another candle chasing a spark [Active/Open]

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Characters: Break, Donovan (Art Enthusiast), anyone else
Setting: Theatre
Time: Day 015, after The First Impossible Thing
Summary:  Break's current clothes are covered in blood. Obviously this calls for  trip to the theatre's wardrobes.
Warnings: None yet?

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[dollsy_npcs]

Oh, if Donovan wasn't liking this man all ready. He seemed like just the company he would like to keep, because he wasn't even allowing himself to be phased by the man's state of dress or what it might mean; especially considering the place they were in. "I suppose you are right," he replied, "Corpses could not get much more agreeable! I'd much rather they kept their hands to themselves if they aren't going to do anything productive with them."

There was a raised eyebrow at the question that followed, before an answer that held hints of mocking, despite the serious presentation, "I was looking for a hint of culture, though it seems that this isn't the best place for that after all," a grin as he turned away, looking over the props and costumes, "The materials are here, but it really is a shame what they've done with the place.

"And you, Mister Xerxes?" he asked, feeling it fair game to ask the question in turn, "I cannot say I was expecting to find anyone alive back here, once I saw the state of those out there." Of course, there was the plausible option that this man was looking for clothing, but it was not exactly a common place for that, either.